Stepmom Cold Bed
Reconnaissance

Today was too exhausting for Maureen. Dealing with the Anggoro family is always enough to drain his energy. In the past, whenever Edwin or Ruwina humbled her, Anggoro would help her deal with the two. But now, he had to do it alone. Yeah, alone.

After returning home from the office, Maureen felt the need to relax herself. He wants to soak in his bathtub. Filling the bathtub with a soft soap to foam a lot, Kenny G's instrumental music became his friend to spend time with a glass of red wine.

It's very soothing. His shoulders that had been trying to stand upright all day could finally relax for a while. While playing the soap foam in his hands, his mind again linked to the incident last afternoon in the company.

“Akh sucks. I really wanted to get rid of them. Why did you tell me to wait three more months mas?” mumbling Maureen while leaning her back on the back of the bathtub. Then lowered his body little by little until his body was completely submerged.

There were only small bubbles moving as Maureen breathed out. For a while he was in the water, calming down his turbulent head. Many shadows flashed in his mind and he tried to drown.

Once it was fresh enough, Maureen raised her body back to the surface. He grabbed a towel to cover his body. The rest of the soap foam is still on his body. He went to the shower and flushed all over his body until it was perfectly clean. It's nice to take a shower like this.

After his bathing ritual was completed, he immediately dressed casually. Just wearing sleeping pants and croptoop-modeled tops. A cardigan he used to cover his body intact. While his wet hair is still he stalls and is left to dry by itself.

At seven o'clock, Maureen just left the room. A servant was already preparing in front of his room.

“Evening is ready madam.” His word.

Maureen did not chim in, she walked gracefully down the stairs despite wearing only her nightgown.

“You've taken the wine I asked for?” Maureen's steps came to a halt for a moment.

“Already mistress.” Sahutnya again, making Maureen continue her steps.

The dinner menu is on the dining table. There are a variety of menus cooked by special chefs of the Anggoro family.

Maureen smiled slightly as it turned out that this dinner menu was her favorite. There is Broiled Lobster Tails with Garlic and Chili Butter which is the prima donna of his dinner. Can he estimate that the calories he will consume according to his needs and not excessive.

“Pour my wine.” Order Maureen to her servant.

“Good mistress.” Like the queen, Maureen is very well served in this house.

He started eating his food and it was very tasty. Sometimes he interrupted her by drinking expensive wine that he deliberately ordered from abroad.

Aahh, the taste full of luxury really blends perfectly in his mouth. His mouth was small until bulging because he could not wait to enjoy the whole meat of the soft lobster.

“Tomorrow have the chef make me a roasted duck for dinner.” Tell Maureen on the sidelines for her dinner.

“Good mistress.”

Maureen continued to eat one last bite until the lobster shell was clean with no residue. He wanted to belch because of the glut.

“You eat other food menus and remember not to be noisy.” Tell Maureen before she leaves.

"Thank you so much, madam."

Maureen does always care about her servant even though many of the titahan sentences that she gives and can not be rejected.

Once full he will only bring a glass and a bottle of wine that he will spend the entire night. Such were the nights that Maureen passed by lonely.

Climbing the stairs to her room, Maureen stopped walking as she felt her footsteps were too loud.

Wait did he start getting drunk?

No, because when you stop stepping it turns out there are still sounds of steps that enter the house. Maureen turned her head, she narrowed her eyes when she saw a man standing in front of her complete with a large suitcase beside her.

“Goodnight stepmom, did I miss dinner?” asked Byan with a sardonic smile that expanded.

Maureen smiled cynically back. “Do you have no money until you have to ask for food to this house?” he said while leaning on the edge of the golden-colored staircase. He sipped his drink straight from the bottle and put the glass on one of the steps.

“No, I not only want dinner but also look for a room I can occupy. Which room is most comfortable for me?” asked Byan casually.

“Room? You mean, you want to stay in this house?” Maureen to gawk.

“Iyaa. Any problems?” Byan approached Maureen and was about to go upstairs. He knew very well that on the top floor there were two large rooms.

“ Stepmother, this house is my home. You're the one who should be getting out of the way.” Byan.

Not only that, “CTAK!” byan boldly flicked Maureen's forehead.

“Awwhh...” Maureen complained of illness. He rubbed his forehead and Byan freely breezed past Maureen's hand which was no longer a portal.

Wait, he took the time to take the wine in Maureen's hand and sipped it.

“Hey! You are insolent! You don't know who I am?!” maureen did not accept. He immediately turned around and chased Byan up the stairs.

But only to be overtaken, suddenly Byan's steps stopped until Maureen hit him and almost fell stranded. Quickly Byan drew Maureen's long outstretched hand.

They were silent at the same time, looking at each other with shocked faces. But Byan's face changed faster than Maureen's.

“Don't make it difficult for me, or I'll let go of your hand.” Threatened Byan.

“You dare threaten me?” challenge Maureen who trembled when she realized the stairs were quite high and if she fell would be very sick. He could not imagine that his spine had been crushed by being hit on the floor.

Not immediately answering, Byan instead loosened his hand until Maureen was stunned for fear of falling.

“Byan! Don't fuck! In this house there is CCTV, I can sue you with attempted criminal acts.” Maureen threatened to reply.

“Oh yes?” Byan smiled slightly, while adding a loose grip to his hand.

“Byaaaann!!!! Yes, you can stay here!” exclaimed the frightened and desperate Maureen.

“Good. Thank you.” Said Byan who then pulled Maureen's hand closer until their distance was almost close.

Maureen immediately held her breath so that her chest would not come into contact with Byan's athletic stomach. His movement control was good but his fear expression could not be hidden. Byan's sharp eyes unintentionally looked down.

“Plak!”

“Face your eyes!” maureen exclaimed after slapping Byan hard enough.

“Akh, shit! What is your hand from made of cast concrete?!” lamented Byan in pain. He rubbed his sore cheeks, like his teeth would fall out just like that.

Maureen simply glared back and screeched, she immediately left and reclaimed her wine bottle from Byan's hand and stepped on Byan's big toe.

“Akh, Fuck!” the grunts of Byan in pain.

Maureen doesn't care. He walked quickly to his room and “BRAK!!!” the door to his room was closed violently.

For a while he leaned against the door leaf while calming himself down. He gulped his wine greedily while trying to throw away the image of Byan's face that was like it was attached to his face.

“Fucking stepchildren. Just look, you won't last long in this house.” Maureen muttered in annoyance.

Meanwhile Byan just chuckled while rubbing his cheeks and grimacing holding back the pain in his big toe. This time alone he let Maureen touch his body let alone slap him. Later, he would retaliate more cruelly than this.

“Quietly in this house, before later you have to leave because of forced.” Threaten Byan while smiling cynically at the door of Maureen's room.

Whatever happens, he finally managed to enter this house and occupy the room that is exactly opposite to Maureen's room.

“This is the first victory and nothing on the appeal of the next victory.” Byan muttered.

With complete confidence, Byan opened the door of his room. The scent of lavender instantly invigorated his smell. He put his suitcase near the door and laid his body on the bed. He turned towards the window that was only covered by a thin curtain. Then he pensively.

“Eight years, but nothing has changed from this house including the sadness that is in every corner. And that woman, how dare she enter this house. Don't worry stepmom, from today you won't sleep well.” Byan's oath at the end of his gaze which was then closed.

There is sadness and try to forget it. But given Maureen's figure, the sadness turned into anger instead. Then there was no other choice but to get the woman out of this house. He will make Maureen understand that the place is not here.

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